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From:	Gian-Paolo Musumeci <musumeci@***.LIS.UIUC.EDU>
Subject:	Check it out...
Date:	Sat, 7 Oct 1995 14:40:28 -0500

Message no. 1 >>>>>[I caught this floating around, I thought you all might get a
little kick out of it.

+++++ Begin AudioVisual Upload
The scene flitters into view. The picture is very grainy and
pixelated, like it was taken from a covertly placed microcamera. The
eerie blue-green date/time lettering is smudged beyond all hope of
recovery.

There is a table in the middle of the room, arranged with neatly
stacked piles of paper. At one end of the table sits a thin human
male, his features almost unrecognizable. At the other end sits a
human, looking unusually bulky. As he shifts in his chair, it becomes
aparrent that he's wearing a heavy armor vest underneath the
impeccably tailored jacket.

[Thin human] So you have some work that needs to be done.
[Bulky human] You could say that.
[Thin human] And the details are here on the table.
[Bulky human] That's correct.
The thin human glances through a plain manila folder in front of him.
[Thin human] This is it?
[Bulky human] Yes.
[Thin human] And the price?
The man in the jacket and armor vest hands the thinner man a piece of
paper, which he unfolds and glances at.
[Thin human] Three hundred thousand nuyen?
[Bulky human] That's what the piece of paper says.
[Thin human] Half a million.
[Bulky human] All you're doing is stopping some two-bit wanna-be
shadowrunners.
[Thin human] If they're two-bit, use your internal security.
The bulky human sighs and folds his hands.
[Bulky human] Half a million.
[Thin human] Acceptable.
[Bulky human] If they touch the research labs, you forfeit it all.
[Thin human] They won't.

The video fades out.
+++++ End AudioVisual Upload

So that's it. Looks lik#*$(@*( #*$@%)@()J)#@*@#$()@()
++++ Link Terminated By Remote Operator]<<<<<
-- Cr,ms!n Pir$te <corrupt/corrupt>

>>>>>[And in other news today, the adolescent child of a Saeder-Krupp
executive was found dead in his quarters today, apparently killed by a
malfuction in the ASIST loop in his cyberdeck, according to Saeder-Krupp
internal security forces. More on this as it develops.]<<<<<
-- Saeder-Krupp Internal Newsfeed <14:47:23/10-07-56>

From:	Chris Power <jcpower@********.IUPUI.EDU>
Subject:	Re: Check it out...
Date:	Sun, 8 Oct 1995 18:35:19 -0500

Message no. 2 >>>>>[Drek! Something big must be going on, people in Sauder-Krupp just
don't fall over dead, related to the owner or not. I'd like to know who
they suspect. Thank god it's not me.]<<<<<<<
- Hamilton(18:30:34/10-08-95)

From:	Gian-Paolo Musumeci <musumeci@***.LIS.UIUC.EDU>
Subject:	Check it out...
Date:	Sun, 15 Oct 1995 13:16:13 -0500

Message no. 3 >>>>>[For those of you who haven't seen this yet...

+++++ AudioVisual Upload Begin

The video clip is a composite, created from different angles and with slightly
different lighting, apparently from different security cameras in a research
laboratory. The room is roughly square, with a slightly recessed circular
portion in the middle of the room. The lab is filled with equipment, including
two sterile hoods, a bank of culture incubators, what looks like a genetic
sequencer, and other pieces of instrumentation you can't quite identify. In
the middle of the room, there is a large tower vaguely resembling the Cray
supercomputers of the late 20th century. However, it is marked with biohazard
labels, yellow-and-magenta security dashings, and some sort of a recessed
stainless steel access panel. There are no windows, and just one door. The
room is lit with bluish-purple light from recessed fluorescent tubes along
the tops of the walls.

Four people enter the room, dressed in black. One of them, a thin human
male, wears a long, heavy security coat and is adorned with small pieces of
elegant jewelry. Another is an elvish female, wearing light security armour
and carrying a KPL submachine gun in one hand and an attache case in the
other. The other two are human males, wearing medium-weight armour and
bearing heavy submachine guns. The group immediately spreads out, apparently
searching for something.

Perhaps four minutes later, the door slips open and three others slip in.
They are all thin human males, dressed in matte black security gear, their
right breasts adorned with a small silver unmarked shield. They all carry
modified heavy pistols. They fan out and take cover behind various pieces
of lab equipment. One of them notes the other group and nods, a gesture
quickly picked up. The door opens again and another male in black with the
silver shield insignia slips in, carrying a sniper rifle. He conceals himself
in a corner, between the wall and a centerfuge. None of the first group
seem to notice this.

One of the men stands up, levells his heavy pistol at the woman, and says in
a very calm voice: "Please put your weapon down." She spins, raising her
submachine gun and whipping off a burst as the man ducks back down. One of
the other security officers fires, catching the woman in the left shoulder,
knocking her back into a wall. The other members of the first group look up
and immediately start firing, making the security officers keep their heads
down as they return fire. One of the officers takes a nasty glancing shot
past his thigh as the male with the jewelry starts to point his left index
finger at one of the officers. Immediately, one of the other guards jumps
out in front of him, catching the bolt of blue flame across his stomach. As
the smell of scorched flesh starts to fill the room, the wounded officer
aims upwards and fires his pistol, the lead azide bullets tearing into the
man's security coat and exploding, shredding the flesh off his skeleton. The
other two guards start moving towards the door, one of them wounded by the
firefight, firing as they go.

One of the guards trains his heavy pistol and fires, the round exploding
through one of the man's head, splattering blood and brains across the other
one as his body slumps down. The wounded runner sprints as best he can towards
the door, his hand reaching the doorhandle as the sniper fires. The man's
chest cracks nauseously as the round punches through his armour and both his
lungs, collapsing to the ground with a reddish foam at his lips. The guards
stand up, carefully, and start to scour the room for other survivors, while
taking care of their wounded officer.

The wounded human female crouches behind the structure in the center of the
room, reaching for the stainless steel access panel, turning the bolt back
carefully and starting to open the panel. One of the guards turns and sees
her, shifting his weapon up to point at her. She looks contemptously at him
and starts to turn his wrist to open the door, faster than he can pull the
trigger. All of a sudden, she is wreathed in fire, burning fast down to
ashes, her body fuelling a magical fire that encircles her. The security
guard holsters his pistol and nudges the charred, smoking body with his boot.

One of the officers speaks into a radio transmitter: "Lab secure. One
wounded, medical assistance requested."

+++++ End AudioVisual Upload

Wonder what that was all about. Found it floating in a SK datastream. Just
out of curiosity, has anyone ever seen that plain silver shield insignia
before?]<<<<<
-- Video Pirate <13:14:22/10-15-65>

***** Private to: Crucifix
>>>>>[Your sacrifice in defense of your squad members was admirable.

+++++ Include: Medical pay transfer
+++++ Include: Commendation]<<<<<
-- Steven Grumman <13:16:43/10-15-65>
Director, Field Operations
Aegis Security

From:	Freddy Frypp <JAMES-CUENO@*********.EDU>
Subject:	Re: Check it out...
Date:	Sun, 15 Oct 1995 15:30:51 -0600

Message no. 4 >>>>>["Video Pirate", huh? Sounds like somebody else is moving
in on
my business....]<<<<<
-- Rumormonger (Always / Tuned-In)

From:	Gian-Paolo Musumeci <musumeci@***.LIS.UIUC.EDU>
Subject:	Re: Check it out...
Date:	Sun, 15 Oct 1995 16:20:54 -0500

Message no. 5 ***** Private to: Rumormonger
>>>>>[We have taken measures to ensure that "Video Pirate" will
not be
pirating any video for a very, very long time.]<<<<<
-- Steven Grumman <16:20:31/10-15-65>
Director, Field Operations
Aegis Security

From:	Freddy Frypp <JAMES-CUENO@*********.EDU>
Subject:	Re: Check it out...
Date:	Mon, 16 Oct 1995 08:55:48 CST

Message no. 6 ***** Not to: ALL
>>>>>[Uh-oh, kimosabe....]<<<<<
-- Rumormonger (Always / Tuned-In)

***** Private: Steven Gruman
>>>>>[Uh, gee, ah, thanks, I think.

To what do I owe this... elimination of my competition?

You guys aren't one of those corps that's firm believers in stomping
us information peddlars totally out of business, are you? I mean,
you guys need us - we need each other.

Neither one of us would be anywhere without our mutual services,
right?

Just convince me I'm not next on your, ah... waiting list.]<<<<<
-- Rumormonger (Always / Tuned-In)

From:	Gian-Paolo Musumeci <musumeci@***.LIS.UIUC.EDU>
Subject:	Re: Check it out...
Date:	Mon, 16 Oct 1995 11:53:46 -0500

Message no. 7 ***** Private to: Rumormonger
>>>>>[Please. We believe in a healthy flow of information. We work in
concert with each other.]<<<<<
-- Steven Grumman <11:53:43/10-16-65>
Director, Field Operations
Aegis Security

From:	Freddy Frypp <JAMES-CUENO@*********.EDU>
Subject:	Re: Check it out...
Date:	Mon, 16 Oct 1995 12:22:32 -0600

Message no. 8 ***** Private: Steven Grumman
>>>>>[Holdonthere - full stop.

Am I reading that right? Have I just gotten my dirt-digging butt
recruited?]<<<<<
-- Rumormonger (Always / Tuned-In)

From:	Gian-Paolo Musumeci <musumeci@***.LIS.UIUC.EDU>
Subject:	Re: Check it out...
Date:	Mon, 16 Oct 1995 12:48:53 -0500

Message no. 9 ***** Private to: Rumormonger
>>>>>[Yes.

+++++ Financial Transfer: First Cayman National -- 20kY

Consider it a "goodwill gift."]<<<<<
-- Steven Grumman <12:48:51/10-16-65>
Director, Field Operations
Aegis Security

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